Ch 2 "A guy walks into a bar…"
He stopped at the first tavern he found. It was simple, a little run-down, in need re-model, a dive if you will. But it would serve its purpse.There was a good chance he wouldn't be recognized, not that he didn't love his fans, he simply was tired. Tired of all the hustle and bustle, bored with how everything was always planned out, to make a long story short Jensen needed some time off.
He was actually glad when they were forced to stay the night in some small town in Oregon, because of some engine trouble at the airport. They had worked non-stop for the last couple of months, he on a play and his best friend on a movie. He kinda wanted to hang out a bit, before they went back to work, but sadly that wasn't in the cards .Jared had flown straight in from location, and hadn't had a good nights sleep in days .he fell asleep right after they checked in. So here Jensen was in front of bar named Nexus, in the middle of Oregon, all alone.
After paying the cab he walked inside. It was actually pretty clean, not very full, unusal for ten o'clock on a Friday night.
The air was slightly Smokey, it smelled like barbecue wings and strong beer. He chose a table close to the bar, far away from the restrooms and close to the pool tables, not that he wanted to play, but it was nice to have that option. Tonight he just wanted to blend in, be normal for once; simply Jensen Ackles wanted to disappear.
"Hey sweetie what can I get cha'?"Asked a young girl carrying a tray.
Jensen looked up and smiled. Her name tag read Pink .and despite her name she had fiery red hair.
"Hi, can I have a bottle of budlight?"He asked thankful Jared wasn't there to tease him about ordering what he called chick beer.
"Did you.., you look really…um, nevermind,"She shook her head," So just the longneck?"
"Yes, thank you." He replied, a bit surprised she didn't ask for an autograph.
She nodded and went towards the bar, just as his cell phone rang.
"Hey Jare, you re-thinkin' your decision to stay in the hotel?"
"No, I'm beat; I'm surprised you're not as jet-lagged as I am. So where are you?" Jared asked yawning.
"Some small bar called Nexus.-"
"Lemme guess you just ordered some chick beer?"
"Have not." he chuckled
"Yes you have have, wuss .Just don't stay out all night J-man. Hey that reminds me of this joke. This guy walks into a bar…."
Jensen laughed as hung up the phone; it was the type of joke that make your momma blush. He looked around, a few more people had arrived, but it still was pretty empty.
"Here you go sugar, is that all for now?" Asked Pink setting down the bottle.
Jensen nodded and took a sip.
"Kinda quiet around here tonight."
"Yeah, well people are pretty superstitious around here. It being Salem and all. So should I keep the beer coming?"
"Yes, thank-you."
Jensen took another drink. Superstitious? Superstitious how? He thought. as he concentrated on finishing his beer.
The place was still quiet, and by his third beer the music on the old jukebox actually seemed to get better.
"She was in the backyard.sayin' it was a little past nine," Jensen sang, the beers starting to get to him," When her prince pulled up a white pick-"he stopped as the waitress came back over.
"Don't stop on my account." she teased setting another bottle down.
Jensen laughed nervously.
"I love this song too. Your voice is pretty good, but if you want I can change it, how do you feel about Mellencamp?"
He got over his embarrassment and considered it for a moment.
"After the chorus." They replied in unison.
She giggled once more as she took away his last empty bottle. He laughed haertly.It was nice to kick back once in a while.
"Now her daddy's in the kitchen scratchin' and rackin' his brain. How could eighteen years just up and walk away? Our little pony-tailed girl is gone in the blink of an eye she left the suds in the bucket and the clothes hangin' out on the line.'" he finished grateful no one was paying attention.
When the jukebox switched songs he reached for his wallet, it was after twelve and five was his limit. Anymore a he'd be doing' karaoke.
"You think you can cheat me out of my money and get away with it?" Screamed a large man as he came barreling through the door.
Jensen looked around he felt sorry for whoever he was after.
"Turn around pretty boy and face me."
Jensen turned around confused. The man was huge ,dressed head to toe in leather, looking furious.
"Excuse me."
"Where's my money punk." he growled.
"Um sir, I really don't know what your talking about. Maybe you should-"
"Don't play dumb, you little f-er! I want it back now!"
Jensen stood there motionless, not knowing what to say. The guy had like two-hundred pounds on him, easily.Where was a bodyguard when he needed him? Heck he'd even settle for a fangirl who knew tae-Bo. Jensen really didn't need to wind up on the front page of the towns newspaper after getting in a fist fight with a redneck.
"Sir Maybe you should calm down." He reasoned, Jensen was pretty sure that he had to throw a punch soon.
He took a deep breath, as the man balled up his fists. Then suddenly someone tapped the large man on the shoulder.
"Look buddy maybe you should get on down the road." Interjected a man with a slight accent.
Jensen tried to see over the monsters shoulder, but he was at least two inches taller than Jared.
Then the biker turned his head back even more upset.
"What the-?Oh, I see what this is you and your brother here decided to mess with me, I'll show you who to screw with." He growled, bringing his hand up in the air.
Jensen shook his head.brother?Who's brother? The man really wasn't making sense. Before he knew it the jerks fist came crashing towards him. Within a split second the stranger was between them, saving him from a pummeling. He was actually pretty good, better than any stunt person Jensen had ever seen. The bikers left came up and he caught it at the last second, then the stranger turned his head up.
"Now why don't you apologize to this nice man.."he stopped as their eyes met.
Jensen's eyes widened. Something seriously weird was going on here.
"You have got to be kidding me."